April 2008
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As I started to picture the trees in the storm, the answer began to dawn on me....
March 2008
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January 2008
5 posts
The jump is so frightening between where I am and where I want to be…...
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself...
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and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes — James Joyce
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December 2007
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Sonnet XVII
by Pablo Neruda, from One Hundred Love Sonnets I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain fragance, risen from the earth,...
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I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the...
November 2007
2 posts
Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp but...